The apron was one Jiang Ciyou had bought a while back, on a whim, when she’d decided to get into cooking. But she'd never actually set foot in a kitchen. Instead, the apron had naturally found its way onto Bo Jinxu. It was a woman's apron, a bit small on him. On his tall, lean frame, the little bear-print apron looked slightly ridiculous. And yet, there was no denying how incredibly handsome he lo